He continues to go around in search of his nanny. It's been 20 minutes since he's been separated from his nanny, and his tears are starting to flow.
He had just seen spiderman balloons and assumed his nanny was following him, but when he didn't comprehend what the old man merchant was saying to him, he turned his gaze back and discovered that his nanny had not followed him.
He continued to wander around the church, and someone attempted to approach him, but he remembered his mother's advice, "Do not talk to strangers." As an Italian who has never visited a tropical country that is polluted and has endless traffic, he has no idea how to speak or understand the Filipino language.
"Bata" A tiny girl with a pigtail approached me as I was walking.
I'm not sure why, but looking at her small heart-shaped face makes me feel like time has stopped. I couldn't understand her and was simply startled as she continued to speak.
"foreigner?" the lovely girl inquired. As an answer, I nodded, and I noticed how she held her nose and looked up as if she had a nosebleed.
"Paano ito... Di ako unong masyado Ingles."
When I looked at her pouting face, I felt like my checks were becoming hot. I instantly turned around and pinched myself.
"Oyy wait bata"
I walk as quickly as I can since I can't stand in front of her. I'm not sure what I'm feeling, but it's strange. When a small hand grabbed my right hand, I gasped. My heart is racing, and I'm aware that my checks are once again heated.
What exactly are these sensations? While looking at our small hands, I asked myself a question.
"Y u leave me... Teka tama ba sabi ko?" I look up to her and find her adorable while thinking if her English is correct.
"Aha Alam ko na." I follow her with my gaze, she starts to act while talking. "Y u leave me... dare!" I laughed because of her cuteness, not because of her wrong phrase "dare" wherein it should be there.
"Sorry" I said while chuckling.
"U pretty boy huh" I take a breather from giggling at what she's said. My cheeks swelled once more. "Hala you red na!"
Our first encounter is still ringing in my head. Who would have thought that I would meet her again? Damn, ngayon naniniwala na ako sa tadhana. We met when we were young, we got separated for a long time and one day we met again.
Kung hindi ako mahuhumaling sa erotikong babasahin na nabasa ko lang sa internet at mag hire ng imbestigador para lang malaman kung sino ang nasa likod ng pet name na "erotic author" ay hindi pa kami muling magtatagpo.
As soon as I arrived at the Bahay of Tiago, I remembered where I had first heard that name. Bumalik ang alaala ko noong nawala ako at sa batang babae na nakilala ko narinig ang pangalan ng ampunan.
It's my first time being horny to a someone who have an angelic face. Ang tipo ko sa babae ay hindi maamo ang mukha ngunit sa unang tingin ko pa lang sa gulat na gulat na idolong writer ay para akong isang teenager ako na hayok sa laman.
My cock immediately alive,I have no idea what kind of magic she used on me. Ang tanging kailangan ko lang ay magpa autograph ngunit nauwi kami sa dry humping. God! I have a hard time falling asleep at night after that encounter without dreaming that alluring moment.
"Hubby, ano iniisip mo? Yung kabit mo no?"
I almost jump in my seat when my wife---mi amore suddenly appear in front of me. Doon ko lang napansin na habang pinapanood siyang nakikipaglaro sa mga bata na kinupkop ng ampunan ay sobrang akong natulala sa kanya at nalunod ako sa pag-alala ng nakaraan. Kung kaya't hindi ko namalayan na nasa harapan ko na siya ngayon.
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Wild Virgin (COMPLETED)
RomanceDAKS SERIES 1: Mira-belle Silang is an erotic writer. Sa kaangkinang galing sa pagsulat ng mga erotikong babasahin, sino magaakala na siya ay wala pang karanasan sa sex? In her 28 years of existence, she has never been touched, kissed, or been in...